.. ever so slowly. His eyes seemed to glaze over as he froze seeing me so close to his face. I smiled softly at him. ' Kiss me Michael,... go ahead '..... as I pouted my lips in preparation. He was in a zone,... staring at me. ' Just do it Michael,... kiss your Mother '...... as I held my position,... unwavering. ' Can I really??? '... he asked,... in such a high pitched voice. ' You won't tell ? ' ... I shook my head 'no.' I saw Michael wet his lips,.... then he adjusted himself towards. Then she tossed her hair. Her voice became flat.“I do not wish to state my visions again.”I didn’t want to hear them. Just the descriptions – the men and women in striped clothing, labeled like cattle, marched past stern faced men in field gray uniforms and helmets like coal miners. The vast tread-clad machines, pushing corpses by the hundreds, by the thousands, into mass graves, while men crawled spiderlike through the mounds, ripping gold from fillings with pliers. I shuddered. Realizing that Kavita was neglected, I got up and called her near me. I gave her a kiss and disrobed her.I made them lie on the bed and began to massage them and slid back up across their bodies. My mouth kissed both women all over their bodies. My hands went back to work, fingering their slits. Much time was focused on their breast as each one was kissed, sucked, and gently nibbled.My finger eased itself inside their wet pussies, my thumb started to massage the clit and the areas around it.. After loading the bags the three exchanged stories on the drive from Athens airport.Eventually they chatted about Sybil and I, but neither Cleo nor Aspa would introduce us to Helen until we were all safe within the private temple. It was agreed that two young Brazilian girls pulling off their tights and panties in a mini-bus might get arrested for lewd behaviour.Once safely bedded in the temple they rapidly stripped and resumed their more familiar jungle nakedness as Sybil and I finally made.